Barbie on the Beach

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Tying up your bikini, you stared at your reflection and contemplated the (F/C) swimsuit

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Tying up your bikini, you stared at your reflection and contemplated the (F/C) swimsuit.

Sure it looked good on you, amazing even, but you were scared of the impression it would make around Bakugous parents.

Throwing on a lose shirt and some baggy shorts, you grabbed the bag that you had packed earlier and went to the main lobby where you knew a certain blonde had been waiting.

Riding the lift, you picked at your thumbs, and sighed deeply as you walked out to see Bakugou lazily slumped on the kitchen island.

With him mentioning that you would grab a bite to eat on the go, you both head towards the double doors.

Feeling an instant chill from the morning air (mitsuki insisted arriving early to their home) you and bakugou walked slowly and calmly to the gates, checking yourselves out and waving cheerfully at the security guard.

Walking down the hill the train station was lacking of individuals which made you feel more open to express your affections towards the blonde.

"It's soooo coldddd~"

Grabbing his arm and cuddling around it, you heard the boy grumble and peer down at you, still walking ahead.

"Don't have a jacket either, so get whatever manga shit out your head." Seeing through your scheme and uttering curses, he still willingly allowed you to hold onto him.

So you basked in all the natural warmth he had to offer.

Sliding through the entrance and paying your fees, you thanked mitsuki for suggesting an earlier time as the train had not been jam packed from the busy work hour.

Sitting next to him, you yawned, turned, and slumped against him

Sitting next to him, you yawned, turned, and slumped against him

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(Kinda like this^)

After a few minutes, you finally reached your destination.

And it wasn't long until you ran to the familiar street where the midoriyas and the blonde boy lived.

Reaching the front door you calmly knocked, juxtaposing your excited nature, and finally beamed when you recognised the older woman (who really didn't look old in the first place).

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